"If this person wants to develop, there is really no way he can stop him!"
Looking at the "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" in Tianjian Villa, which was several times larger than the library of Prince Wu's Mansion, Zhong Wen couldn't help but his eyes were shining and the corners of his mouth were salivating. If it weren't for the elder Jian Qingmei who was in charge of this place standing beside him, he would have wanted to directly He rushed forward and groped wildly at the bookshelf.
There was nothing special about the process of chatting and drinking tea with the saint. Maybe it was because he had been in Zhuangzi for too long. This Heavenly Sword Saint was very interested in everything in the outside world. Zhong Wen casually talked about some events in the Daqian Empire. The strange and strange things he heard made him very interested and happy.
So, when the joyful atmosphere reached its peak, the Heavenly Sword Saint suddenly proposed that he could fulfill a wish of the two of them.
Lin Zhiyun was a person with no desires and was very satisfied to be able to save Liu Qiqi. For a while, she couldn't think of any other wishes, so she readily gave up this opportunity to Zhong Wen.
So, Zhong Wen tentatively asked if he could visit the "Sutra Collection Pavilion" in Tianjian Villa.
For any sect, the place where books are stored is a forbidden area for the sect. It is a top priority, and he did not expect the Heavenly Sword Saint to agree to it.
He was even ready to make a second wish after being rejected.
However, the Heavenly Sword Saint only thought briefly before agreeing to his request.
Zhong Wen felt secretly happy when he thought of Jian Yicheng's expression of surprise and constipation next to him.
"Zhong Wen, the saint agrees that you stay in this 'Sutra Collection Pavilion' for twelve hours." Jian Qingmei patiently instructed, "Except for the top layer, you can read all the other books at will."
"Thank you, senior, for leading the way." Zhong Wen had a good impression of Jian Qingmei and said politely.
"Most of the collections in our Tianjian Villa library are some exercises and spiritual skills." Jian Qingmei reminded kindly, "The higher you go, the higher the level. After all, time is limited, so I suggest you start from the top. Starting to go down from the second floor, the harvest will be greater.”
"Thank you, senior, for your advice." Zhong Wen said seriously.
After Jian Qingmei left, Zhong Wen followed his instructions and climbed all the way up to the penultimate floor.
This floor is sparsely populated. At a glance, there is no more than one person in front of each row of bookshelves. Most of them are standing or sitting with books in their hands, completely immersed in their own world. For Zhong Wen who appears on this floor, he is actually No one wanted to look up.
It is a holy place after all!
Zhong Wen took a quick look and found that there were only a dozen people on the entire floor, and among them there was only one Tianlun disciple. The rest of them all had spiritual master cultivation.
After calming down, he no longer hesitated and walked directly to the bookshelf in the corner of the last row of the floor, reached out and took out the book on the far left, and began his "sweeping" journey.
"I found the 'Spiritual Skills' book "Flowing Cloud Sword Technique". Do you want to include it? Yes/No."
"I found the 'Spiritual Skills' book "Three Swords of Extinction". Do you want to include it? Yes/No."
"I found the 'Spiritual Skills' book "The Ultimate Heart Sword". Do you want to include it? Yes/No."
…
With people around, Zhong Wen naturally couldn't "sweep" with his eyes closed. He could only take the books out of the shelf one by one, pretend to read them twice, and then put them back in the same place. Since then, the collection of books has been extremely slow.
After flipping through a row of bookshelves "slowly", he was surprised to find that all the books included were all about swordsmanship and spiritual skills, and many of them were high-end products with diamond grade.
Still not convinced, he moved to the second row of bookshelves and reached out again to take out a book.
"I found the 'Spiritual Skills' book "The Sword Art of the Setting Sun". Do you want to include it? Yes/No."
…
"When the number of 'spiritual skills' books reached 1,000, please draw lots to get rewards: 1. Enlightenment (one volume); 2. Wild Ball Boxing; 3. Book of Ji Dao."
It’s all about swordsmanship!
After browsing three rows of bookshelves and recording hundreds of books on swordsmanship and spiritual skills, a line of long-lost text finally appeared on the panel of the "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion".
After staring at the second option carefully for a long time, Zhong Wen was not sure whether it was a spiritual skill or a small game to add interest to life.
Finally, he reacted quickly and realized that the European emperors were not around, so it was useless to struggle, so he honestly said in his heart: "Draw lots!"
“Congratulations on receiving the award: Enlightenment (a volume)!”
Looking at this mediocre reward, Zhong Wen's mood was very complicated. Finally, this time, he had saved three volumes of "Enlightenment" in his hand, which gave him more confidence to implement his idea.
He calmed down, went to the fourth row of bookshelves, and pulled out a book again. As expected, there were five large Chinese characters printed on the cover, "Sword with Silk Wrapped in Rouyun".
After flipping through it in his mind, Zhong Wen quickly recognized this diamond-level spiritual skill. It was exactly the sword skill that Jian Qingmei used when he fought against him. It was just the magical property of absorbing the enemy's spiritual power, but it was It's not a spiritual skill, but comes from Jian Qingmei's own Taoist understanding.
It took nearly two hours to clear out all the books on the entire floor without stopping, and there were even more than two thousand books on swordsmanship and spiritual skills on the bookshelf of the "Xinhua Sutra Pavilion".
This was the first time he knew that there were so many types of swordsmanship in the world.
"Little guy, whose sect are you?"
Just as he was about to rush to the next floor, an old voice suddenly sounded from behind Zhong Wen.
Turning around, he saw an old man in gray clothes with a majestic face and gray hair.
At this time, the old man's eyes were shining, and he was looking directly at Zhong Wen with a serious face.
"This..." Zhong Wen thought about it carefully and felt that for such a self-taught genius, he really couldn't tell who his disciples were.
"Why, you can't even tell who your master is?" Seeing his hesitation, the old man in gray became even more dissatisfied and said sternly, "I have been observing you for a long time. Ever since you set foot on this floor, you have not studied hard, but Along the way, I actually read all the books on the entire floor. With such an impetuous temper, how can I become a great person in the future?"
Zhong Wen: “…..”
He suddenly realized that most of the people around him were spiritual masters, and it was not necessary to see them with their eyes to know what they were doing.
Peeping with your spiritual sense is also a good choice.
"Your Excellency, who is...?" After all, he was on someone else's territory. Although he didn't like the other person's meddling in other people's business, he still asked patiently.
"I, Jian Canglan, am responsible for the annual discipleship assessment." Jian Canglan couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw that Zhong Wen didn't recognize him, "Is this your first year? Have you never participated in the assessment?"
The "Bailing Heart Sutra" practiced by Lin Xingyue, one of the five great saints in ancient times, is extremely mysterious and can imitate various spiritual attributes and realms at will. After practicing the "Five Yuan Divine Art", Zhong Wen naturally also obtained In order not to attract attention, he only showed his Tianlun-level cultivation to the outside world. Even with Elder Jian Canglan's spiritual consciousness at the Taoist level, he was unable to see through it. He only thought he was Tianjian Villa. A new disciple among them.
"I've met Elder Jian Canglan." Zhong Wen scratched his head and made up a reason casually, "Zhong Wen, I came to the 'Tibetan Scripture Pavilion' just to find a book of spiritual skills, so I looked around and found it. Please forgive me, elder."
"Oh? Then I have wrongly blamed you." Jian Canglan looked surprised, but did not leave. Instead, he asked, "I wonder which book you are looking for? Maybe I know where it is and can save you. A lot of time.”
"..." Zhong Wen didn't expect the old man to be so troubled. He was stunned for a moment and had no choice but to continue bragging, "Golden Snake Sword Technique."
He thought to himself that this special swordsmanship from the pen of Jin Dada in his previous life would definitely not exist in another world, so it was just a good time to fool him.
"It turns out to be the 'Golden Snake Sword Technique'. Although this spiritual skill is not of high grade, it is simple and easy to understand. There are no ancient texts that are too difficult. It is also suitable for new disciples to practice." He heard Jian Canglan answer. He said, "You can find it by going to the fourth row of bookshelves on the third floor."
Zhong Wen: “…..”
There really is a "golden snake sword technique"!
He suddenly felt like he had shot himself in the foot, and was embarrassed for a moment.
"Why are you standing there in a daze?" Seeing that he was silent, Jian Canglan thought he was too happy and couldn't help but urged, "Time is precious, so hurry up and go!"
"Thank you, elder!" Zhong Wen forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, turned around and walked helplessly downstairs.
The "Sutra Collection Pavilion" of Tianjian Villa has a total of twelve floors. In order to live up to Jian Canglan's kindness, he made a special trip to the third floor and found the gold-grade "Golden Snake Sword Technique" and put it in his mind. Then he climbed up to the tenth floor and continued his "sweeping" journey.
By the time all the books on the tenth to eighth floors were collected, another six hours had passed, and a familiar and friendly line of text appeared again on the panel of the bookshelf in my mind:
"When the number of 'spiritual skills' books reached 5,000, please draw lots to get rewards: 1. Wild Ball Boxing; 2. Book of Dominance; 3. Taishang Sutra of Creation."
Glancing at the first option again, Zhong Wen silently said "draw lots" in his heart.
"Congratulations on getting the reward: The Book of Domination!"
Zhong Wen was overjoyed and couldn't wait to study this new reward. It was similar to the "Book of Fantasy Dao". When he opened the "Book of Dominance", what appeared in front of him was still a big word "Dao". Each stroke has a mysterious brilliance, which makes people fall deeply into it at a glance and find it difficult to extricate themselves.
If the word "Tao" in "The Book of Fantasy Dao" has a sense of emptiness that is both real and illusory, and looming, then the word "Tao" in front of you exudes a majestic and domineering aura that looks down on the world.
Doesn’t “tyranny” belong to me too?
Staring at this word from top to bottom, inside and out, Zhong Wen still didn't get even the slightest insight into the Dao, and he couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.
Shaking his head and putting aside the depression in his heart, Zhong Wen opened his legs and was about to go down to the seventh floor when a gray shadow suddenly flashed in front of his eyes and a figure appeared.
The man with silver hair and a majestic expression is the elder Jian Canglan who is responsible for the assessment of the disciples of Tianjian Villa.
"Didn't I tell you it's on the third floor?" Looking at Zhong Wen wandering around on the eighth floor, Jian Canglan's face darkened, and he frowned and said dissatisfied, "Why are you still rummaging around on the eighth floor?"
"It turns out to be Elder Canglan." Zhong Wen's heart froze, knowing that he would not be able to get through it, so he had to bite the bullet and continue to compile, "I have found the "Golden Snake Sword Technique", but unfortunately it does not match my technique, so I plan to see if there are any other suitable spiritual skills."
"That's nonsense!" Jian Canglan looked angry and shouted sternly, "Starting from the second level, all books are written in ancient divine texts, and no translations are provided. Even the bronze spiritual skills do not have a few days to study. , how can one understand its contents?”
"But I just finished reading it." Although Zhong Wen knew that Jian Canglan had good intentions, he still couldn't adapt to the iron and naive style of the people in Tianjian Villa, and felt a little impatient in his heart.
"You are young, you are impetuous, you are not honest, you are a child who cannot be taught!" Jian Canglan was even more angry when he saw that he did not want to repent, and his voice couldn't help but raise an octave, "Who is your master, and how do you teach him?" His disciple? I want to talk to him properly!"
"You're such an ignorant old man. We're all reading in the library...the Scripture Pavilion. You read yours and I read mine." Zhong Wen finally ran out of patience and couldn't help but retort, "You care about me. Which floor do you want to stay on?"
"You, you...are really rebelling!"
Jian Canglan is responsible for the annual disciple assessment of Tianjian Villa, and he holds great power. Even a talented disciple like Jian Jue does not dare to show any disrespect to him. He never expected that he would be criticized by a young disciple, and his face was filled with anger. He was so red that he couldn't even speak fluently.
He made up his mind that from now on this disciple would never try to pass any major or minor exams.
